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Flair POV It felt good to have the upper hand for once. Grayson's home was unlike any other I had seen. It was a mansion, but it was also unpretentious. The interior was warm, instead of cold and forbidding. It looked lived in, with throws across the sofas and comfortable chairs instead of luxurious chairs that were uncomfortable and pretentious. The man himself had also been surprising. He was of course, as handsome as I remembered him being, but he had been charming and witty as well. He had shown a graciousness despite the fact I had intruded on him and his company had been enjoyable. "How was it?" Rachel asked as I let myself into the apartment, her body lounging on the sofa, a glass of wine in one hand, her eyes sparkling. I smirked "Well, let's just say I can sign the divorce pa